Situ Qinglang and He Jiaming sneered all the way, and the sweetheart listened to it on the sidelines, and it was a big head.

It's incomprehensible, men can have such childish behavior between themselves, what is there to quarrel between the two of them?

After a 40-minute drive, the two cars came to an open field, which was sparsely vegetated and a good place to fire guns.

Qing Lang moved a bunch of cannons and small cannons from the car, dismantled a few fairy sticks for Sweetheart and Situ Qingqing, turned to Qingfeng and said, "Do you want it?"

The corners of Qingfeng's mouth twitched, and he looked at the second brother helplessly.

Meng Feng laughed: "He's also a handle, your second brother doesn't cultivate his manhood, how can you still play with little girls for him." ”

He Jiaming took a small arm-thick fire tree silver flower, put it in the middle of the clearing and lit it, and trotted all the way over.

Soon, there was a burst of brightness in front of everyone's eyes, fireworks erupted more than two meters high like trees, and sparks fell like little stars.

Sweetheart covered her ears and hid in Qinglang's arms, Situ Qinglang wrapped her hands around her, her heart was also full of sweetness and happiness, if this fireworks tree could make a wish, he hoped to make a wish that he and his sweetheart could be happy together for a lifetime.

He Jiaming looked at the sweet appearance of the two, and there was a bitterness in his heart.

He's cheap, obviously out of sight and out of mind, so he has to come here to see and block himself.

If only the person holding the sweetheart in his arms at this moment was himself......

He Jiaming had mixed feelings in his heart, and he no longer had the mood to appreciate the fireworks.

The fireworks were lit one after another, the largest one was as thick as a fifty-year-old tree, and after rising into the air, the fireworks exploded in the air, radiating countless small stars that twinkled and shiny.

"It's so pretty!" Sweetheart sighed, tilting her head.

Situ Qinglang helped her button up her hat and said loudly: "If you like, we can come and set off fireworks every year in the future." ”

"It's so dangerous, besides, this kind of thing only has an atmosphere when you put it during the Chinese New Year!" Sweetheart smiled, "I'm very happy to watch it once a year!"

Situ Qinglang turned his eyes and saw Meng Feng and Qingfeng standing not far away holding hands, the picture of the two men holding hands was really impactful, and his unabashed appearance made Qinglang have a headache, and he didn't know what expression to use to face these two people.

Qingfeng stared at the fireworks blooming in the sky, and said softly, "It's so beautiful." ”

"Yes, it's gunpowder, our bombs are much more brutal than these fireworks, they're beautiful when they take off, but they're dead when they fall. ”

"You're not going to die. Qingfeng looked at him gently, "Your life is great, if you die, I will accompany you." ”

"Then I can't bear it. Meng Feng lowered his head and kissed him on the cheek.

Situ Qingfeng blushed and gently leaned his head on him.

The actions of the two of them were seen by He Jiaming on the side, He Dashao simply had a feeling of shaking his blind titanium alloy eyes, obediently, the legendary homosexuals, he could actually see the live, the live version, it was simply crisp and sour!

The people of the Situ family don't know? Can the old man Situ allow it?

It must be impossible, how can this kind of anti-heaven behavior that violates the natural laws of the Creator be approved by the old man?

But this inspired him, and he secretly complained in his heart why Qinglang didn't want to be this thing, so he could take his sweetheart home.

is also a lonely person, Situ Qingqing silently lit a fairy stick, walked to He Jiaming's side and said: "Brother Jiaming, we are really miserable, come, let's get a wax ...... for our hard-pressed singles."